Well here it is my first fic I hope that it doesn't sucks. And forgive my
English I trying to practice more.
I don't own any of the characters or the game, square does it.
A man without a memory. Part I
Dark, everything was dark all that was around me was a lonely desolate obscurity so cold like the nights in the northern crater. Wait a second. Northern crater? Did I actually remember a place?... But, when I try to remember more about my past only one idea come to my mind, promise land, meet her at the promise land. But again, the more the more I try to remember the confuse I get.
-I hope he is ok.
How ironic is the life, a man without a past is fighting for the future of a world that is completely strange for him.
-Don't worry he is a strong one.
In the last three months I always make the same question to myself. Why? Why do you fight Cloud Strife? For the love of battle? No, that was the reason I gave Ramza the day I meet him, I was an only guy with nothing more than a big sword on my back. Or was because if I followed Ramza maybe he would find a way to send me home? Home? Did I have a home? Ramza told that I came to this world, thanks to a strange machine that they found in Goug. Thank God that one think was sure, I wasn't from this world, my clothes, my sword, my hair and my strange glowing blue eyes was a proof of that. So, why do I fight? To protect the innocent? That has more sense, since the day I fought a group of bandits to protect a flower girl in Zarghidas I think more about on protecting people and. the promise land.
-Yes, I know but it was my fault that he is injured.
The flower girl, I cant stop thinking about her, her hair, her smell, her face, her body and those green eyes, I only saw her once but her image is still fresh in my memory like if I know her from a long time ago, strange isn't it.
-Alma, is not your fault.
I'm starting to hear voices, that's good, at least I'm not dead, the last thing I remember I was fighting Altima with Ramza, Orlandu, Mustadio and Beowulf were finishing the last of the ultima demons. The fight was very exhausting, we were ready to make a last attack, kill or be killed, I dash toward Altima releasing all my strength in one technique that I can even remember the name, again my damn memory, 16 hits something that anyone has ever seen, the last hit cut one of the arms of Altima, then I make a jump away and tell Ramza to make a final attack, without thinking it twice Ramza cast ultima on the demon causing a big blast on the field, when the light dissipate Altima was standing there without a arm and his flesh melting in big pool of blood, suddenly he starts to talk and after finishing his speech he turns toward Alma and launch a final attack, Ramza was to far to do something so I run toward her and block the attack with my own body, before I black out the last thing I saw was Ramza charging toward Altima and stab him with his sword on the chest.
-Look! He's starting to move.
I don't own any of the characters or the game, square does it.
A man without a memory. Part I
Dark, everything was dark all that was around me was a lonely desolate obscurity so cold like the nights in the northern crater. Wait a second. Northern crater? Did I actually remember a place?... But, when I try to remember more about my past only one idea come to my mind, promise land, meet her at the promise land. But again, the more the more I try to remember the confuse I get.
-I hope he is ok.
How ironic is the life, a man without a past is fighting for the future of a world that is completely strange for him.
-Don't worry he is a strong one.
In the last three months I always make the same question to myself. Why? Why do you fight Cloud Strife? For the love of battle? No, that was the reason I gave Ramza the day I meet him, I was an only guy with nothing more than a big sword on my back. Or was because if I followed Ramza maybe he would find a way to send me home? Home? Did I have a home? Ramza told that I came to this world, thanks to a strange machine that they found in Goug. Thank God that one think was sure, I wasn't from this world, my clothes, my sword, my hair and my strange glowing blue eyes was a proof of that. So, why do I fight? To protect the innocent? That has more sense, since the day I fought a group of bandits to protect a flower girl in Zarghidas I think more about on protecting people and. the promise land.
-Yes, I know but it was my fault that he is injured.
The flower girl, I cant stop thinking about her, her hair, her smell, her face, her body and those green eyes, I only saw her once but her image is still fresh in my memory like if I know her from a long time ago, strange isn't it.
-Alma, is not your fault.
I'm starting to hear voices, that's good, at least I'm not dead, the last thing I remember I was fighting Altima with Ramza, Orlandu, Mustadio and Beowulf were finishing the last of the ultima demons. The fight was very exhausting, we were ready to make a last attack, kill or be killed, I dash toward Altima releasing all my strength in one technique that I can even remember the name, again my damn memory, 16 hits something that anyone has ever seen, the last hit cut one of the arms of Altima, then I make a jump away and tell Ramza to make a final attack, without thinking it twice Ramza cast ultima on the demon causing a big blast on the field, when the light dissipate Altima was standing there without a arm and his flesh melting in big pool of blood, suddenly he starts to talk and after finishing his speech he turns toward Alma and launch a final attack, Ramza was to far to do something so I run toward her and block the attack with my own body, before I black out the last thing I saw was Ramza charging toward Altima and stab him with his sword on the chest.
-Look! He's starting to move.